[Marshall's POV]
I was the Southwind Tribe's ALpha. The annual Alpha Ball was held as usual and I brought my luna, Flora, to attend the ball.
In the car, other than my luna, there was also my mate. My luna wasn't my mate, but we'd been married for five or six years. I'd grown up with Flora and had a strong relationship with her. When I succeeded the role of alpha from her father, I'd sworn to be good to her for the rest of my life.
However, we were not destined mates after all. On the way to the Blackrock Tribe to take care of some matters, I met my destined mate. I didn't expect her to be a miserable slave, being enslaved and bullied in the tribe. There was almost no part of her body in a good condition, and there were wounds from being abused everywhere. However, her eyes were still bright. Her sufferings hadn't deprived her of her expectations for life.
